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Chapter 3

Jane was floating. It sounded really clichéd but she was. Her body seem suspended between two layers; one of darkness and one of light. She was hovering somewhere in the grey area. Voices echoed around in this..place? But they were muffled as if her ears were covered with a thick blanket. To her shock she found that her arms had become immobile, her muscles just wouldn't work.

So she continued to float. It wasn't like she had anything better to do; without the protection of the Volturi she would be hunted down like a dog by the people who hated her. There were a lot of them. She didn't see any real point in carrying on. So she had escaped Heidi, that had been pure luck, she couldn't survive on her own. Was this what humans called depression? She didn't like it. It made her feel powerless and weak. Which right now was true.

Why couldn't she hurt Heidi? It was like a barrier had been placed around her gift. She could see it and feel it in the back of her mind but she couldn't use it. Yep she was going to die. Was she dead now? Where was she? Vampires didn't fall unconscious, at least she didn't think so. Alec said they couldn't. Sadness engulfed her as she thought of her brother. He had always been there.

Flashback

"BURN the witch-child!!" Thomas, the village headman, screamed as he stomped through the houses. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Her feet hurt and her wrists had been rubbed raw from the rope they had tied around them. The peasants gazed down with hate filled eyes on the 12 year old child. Her black hair was tangled with branches and leaves and her face and hands were streaked with mud. The brown tunic hung on her thin bones and looked like a sack, it scratched her skin.

Her feet were bare and cut on the stones of the path as they pulled her like a dog on a leash. She could hear the whispers of the villagers and their words cut into her like knives. As orphans, she and her brother had been branded as outcast. None of the villagers like to be in their company and their children were warned to stay away from them.

Her throat burned for water and her stomach growled for food, living on scraps had put her in a constant state of hunger. Stones and fruit were pelted at her back as she made the long walk to the village centre. They had started to pile up the wood. The only joy she felt was over the fact that her brother wouldn't die, he was the younger of the two and a boy so the farmers had decided to spare him. A watery smile slipped onto her face even as she cried.

They had reached the wood, the rope they had used to drag her was wrapped around a wooden pole and she was tightly tied to it. The villagers were chanting "Burn!" again and again, a look of glee on their faces at the thought of being rid of her, the source of all their bad luck. A torch was set aflame and the smoke choked her. She was so weak she couldn't even lift up her head, so she just let it drop to the floor.

"What are you doing boy?!" A man yelled out and Jane froze, he wouldn't, he couldn't. Forcing herself to look up her heart both sank and sang as she saw her brother, Alec, trying to get rid of the bundles of kindling at her feet.

"Alec." she croaked, a weak protest against his actions but he took no notice. Thomas sneered down at them.

"If the boy wants to be with his sister then burn the both of them." the mob cheered at the thought of a double burning and soon her struggling brother was tied to the pole. She clutched his hand, sad that he would die but also happy that he was with her. The fire was lit and then the pain started.

End flashback

She did not need to remember the pain from the burning. Suddenly her body felt incredibly heavy and the floating feeling disappeared. She opened her eyes to a bright light which temporarily blinded her.

When it faded she found herself staring at a wooden ceiling. She blinked, surprised that she was still alive, and scanned her surroundings. She was laying on a bed with a thick blanket on top of her in a small room with a door and window. A dim lamp gave off some light but there were a lot of shadows on the walls. Where was she now?

"Nice to see your finally awake." A mans voice said from across the room. She snapped up and met the eyes of a fairly handsome male vampire. He was tall and reasonably thin, not overloaded with muscles like some of the other vampires she knew but he had an aura of strength. His face was soft and his brown hair spiked up in boyish tufts. He wore a pair of jeans and white shirt and leaned against the door frame. He looked almost human, but his skin was as pale as hers and his eyes were golden. She sneered inwardly. A vegetarian vampire like those goody two-shoes Cullens in America.

Her silence didn't appear to faze him and he continued to smile down at her as if she was his favourite niece or something. It was beginning to annoy her. She made a mood to get off but the man nheld up his hands.

"Whoa slow down their miss, your body is till repairing itself, you should just lay down and relax for a bit." his voice was calm and persuasive. She sent him a steely glare. She had just got her freedom, she wasn't going to let some weedy vegetarian male tell her what to do. Defiantly, she jumped off the bed; and almost collapsed on the floor. Her legs felt like jelly and her energy was gone. She met the golden eyes of the male vampire just daring him to say anything.

He shook his head and an infuriating smile crossed his face. "Why is that no women listen to me; you don't, my mate doesn't and Iona certainly doesn't." He sounded like he was talking to an old friend and she was getting seriously ticked off.

"I just need to feed idiot, Then I'll be fine." she snapped already imagining the addictive taste of human blood. His face fell a little.

"Now name-calling isn't nice and besides, strict orders from the boss; Daniel, our guest is not to leave that room until she is awake and has fully recovered. If she wants to feed give her the deer." he stood up straight. "I'll just go get your meal." he left and shut the door.

Jane allowed herself to fall on the floor. So much had happened that she just wanted to crawl somewhere and hide away. This Daniel couldn't work for the Volturi , they made sure everyone drank human blood, so she was safe from them for now. But why had this coven taken her in. There were at least 3 o f them: Daniel, his mate and Iona, whoever she was. One of the females could be the leader. She would be able to think clearly once she had some blood in her.

"Alright, dinner time." the annoying Daniel was back with a deer in his arms. The creature was kicking and looking around with terrified eyes. His clothing was a little rumpled and there were some leaves in his hair. So she was near a forest. Her eyes raked over the deer and her lips curled into another sneer.

"You are stupid. My eyes are red nimrod, I drink human blood. Animal blood is for vegetarians like you." she spat the word vegetarian. His eyes darkened slightly.

"Unfortunately as long as you are with us you follow our diet. So it's either Bambi here or nothing." his voice was slightly colder. Her traitorous stomach growled again and her legs wouldn't move. She needed to feed. The animal blood would sustain her for now. Sensing her defeat Daniel released the deer. The stupid creature ran straight for her. With a snap she broke its neck and latched onto its neck. The taste was horrible but she could feel her strength returning. Once the creature was drained she spat it out and stood up.

"Now that wasn't so bad was it?" he bent down to her size and she wanted to claw his eyes out.

"It tasted like pig swill!" she snapped and made a move to walk past him. His hand shot out and stopped her.

"Hold your horses, the others will be back soon enough, you can wait for a few more minutes right?" his voice was back to the calm and friendly tone. She glared at him and stomped over to the bed. As long as her gift was gone she was powerless against this vampire so she was under his control. Her hand clutched the bed cover, so much for freedom. Her shoulders slumped and she lowered herself back onto the bed.

They must know she had escaped by now which meant that there would be a sort of death warrant on her head. She wondered how much she was worth. Probably not much. The sound of voices downstairs had her sitting up, her body tensing and adrenaline pumped through her. Daniel looked at something outside of the door and a smile crossed his face. He turned back to her.

"Time to meet the others." he said. She gulped, an unexpected rush of nervousness overcame her. He actually had the nerve to pat her on the back. Her, Jane of the Volturi!

"Don't worry they'll love you, you have such a nice personality!" she growled at him and he chuckled as they walked out the room. They followed a corridor to some stairs. He waved out a hand.

"Ladies first." he bowed and she scowled at him. Was the guy ever not happy? They went downstairs into a living room with 4 vampires sitting on the sofas. They all turned to stare at her. 3 with golden eyes, matching Daniels, and 1 with white. She stepped back at their scrutiny, right into Daniel. He put a hand on her shoulder.

"Relax, they aren't scary though Ryan over there likes to think he is." She followed his gaze to the male vampire sitting on the armchair. He was dressed in all black and was broader than Daniel, strength and menace oozed from him. His golden eyes seemed to stare right through her, his face was sharp and well defined. His chin had black stubble and it matched the colour of his short hair. His lip twitched into an almost smirk.

The other male just rolled his eyes. "Please don't send her screaming for the door just yet Ry." his voice was light and he had an air of sophistication about him. He sent her a reassuring smile but she didn't relax. "My name is Nathan and you are?" She swallowed.

"Jane." her voice was small in the large room. Nathan nodded at her. He was smaller than Daniel and Ryan, more refined. His hair was blonde an pulled back in a ponytail.

"Dan, did you give her the deer?" one of the females had spoken. Her eyes were hard as she looked at Jane. This woman did not trust her. She had the build of a warrior and her eyes said that she had seen many fights in her time. Her hair was a deep red and fell to her back in curls.

Daniel looked down at her. "This charming lady is my mate Ember." her eyes widened at this. The two were complete opposites. Daniel was a joker and laid back this Ember seemed battle hardened and cold. His eyes turned to the final female in the room. "Iona come over here and introduce yourself, she's our leader." Jane stared at the vampire with white eyes. She moved with perfect grace and power seeped from her. This was an ancient. Maybe even older than the three "masters" in Volterra.

She was medium height and looked around 24. Her hair was as white as her eyes and was tied back in a loose ponytail. Her face was beautiful. Red eyes met white and Jane felt trapped under the gaze of this vampire. "You have a choice now, we can leave you here to try and survive on your own or you can come with us."

AN: Well what do you think. The idea for Daniel and Ember came from TaintedBlackRose1124. If you want I can write profiles for and try and find pics of what my OCs might look like. Anyway I'm not good at thinking up jokes so if you have any for Daniel to say please send them to me. I'm trying to keep Jane in character, do you think I've wrote her OK?

Sneak Peak

The stars seemed to wink down at her from up above. She reached a small hand as if to grab one.

"So I'm not the only one who likes to stargaze." Jane turned around to see Iona step over to her.